3 A.M.

[Verse 1: Jeezy] It's Young Jizzle and I'm back with Timbo With another hit You still stuck in a limbo An adlib here and an adlib there Fuck it adlibs everywhere (yeeeeaahh) As I proceed to give you what you need Spit straight drop, nigga cocoa leaves A-Town pimp, tell me what you know about it Wanna talk white, I'll tell you what I know about it I'm on that Grey Goose, higher than a pelican Sophomore year but I spit it like a veteran Gangsta, gangsta you can tell by the swag And it's fresh off the lot You can tell by the tag, what's up [Chorus: Timbaland] It's about three in the morning Gotta leave with somethin hot cause a nigga horny Now I'm in the parking lot, baby all over me Ay, ay, wait a minute ha It's about three in the morning Got my thing cocked cause them boys they be on it Niggas they be talking but they don't really want it Ay, ay, wait a minute ha [Verse 2: Jeezy] The flow's so cold and I'm so cool Let a nigga try, I'mma act a damn fool Got that Will Ferrell, we call it Old School Then we mix it all up, call it Pro Tools Serve em demo tracks, let em demo that All these bitches in the club, where the bad ones at? She got a mean walk I got a big stick I see you mugging homie, I got a full clip See I master that, and then I mastered this Then I bring it all back, I gotta master wrist I was on dro and she was on Hen She was on her, and I was zoning, let's get it [Chorus: Timbaland] It's about three in the morning Gotta leave with somethin hot cause a nigga horny Now I'm in the parking lot, baby all over me Ay, ay, wait a minute ha It's about three in the morning Got my thing cocked cause them boys they be on it Niggas they be talking but they don't really want it Ay, ay, wait a minute ha [Verse 3: Jeezy] Verse three, I'm back to the basics Fresh out the jeweler Came back with the bracelet Blowing haze yeah dogg I can taste it Parked the 430 came back in a spaceship And my whip game is so sick man I double up everytime I flip man Birds by the flocks, clips in the Glocks Multi-platinum, still watchin for the cops Ya girl keep sweating me, she staring at my rocks Me I'm G'd up, grabbing on my, huh I walk it how I talk it, play it how I say it Me and Timb on the track, but everybody play it [Chorus: Timbaland] It's about three in the morning Gotta leave with somethin hot cause a nigga horny Now I'm in the parking lot, baby all over me Ay, ay, wait a minute ha It's about three in the morning Got my thing cocked cause them boys they be on it Niggas they be talking but they don't really want it Ay, ay, wait a minute ha